Date: Fri, 26 Feb 2010 19:19:25 -0800 (PST)
From: Randy Howard
Subject: Wagon Train / Incest / Chapter Six
Wagon Train
By
Randy Howard
Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age, or if it is illegal to read
materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story is
intended for people mature enough to appreciate it, but legally that means
people over the legal age of eighteen. It is fiction, and contains
consensual sex between male siblings and other family and non-family
members.
For the battle scene in this story, I got my facts from Wikipedia
information on an actual battle that did occur years later. I merely
tweaked the facts to fit the time and characters of the story, Randy
Howard.
Chapter Six:
Previously in chapter five:
He walked through the door of the gate and out into the night, lit only by
the moonlight. He was unnerved by the soldier's remarks and he planned to
bring it up to Ranald, once he returned to his quarters.
He stripped out of his uniform and stepped into the cool water. He gingerly
rubbed the soap over his body to wash away the sweat and dirt of the
day. He rubbed the bar of soap in his wet hair and once he had thoroughly
washed it, submerged himself. He came up fast, inhaling a great breath of
air to find the brash soldier standing naked before him.
"Mind if I join you boy?" he said and grabbed Alex, pulling him into a
tight embrace.
"Let me go asshole, or else," Alex threatened.
"Or else what, are you going to tell your lover the colonel," he asked
still holding Alex tight.
"Help!" he screamed out but the man submerged him and held under the water.
Alex struggled to get away, holding his breath as he fought the
soldier. His head gained the surface for a brief moment and he took a quick
breath before being forced back under. He worried that his life was going
to end as he felt the grip of the soldier tighten.
"Die you little bastard," he said as he held Alex underwater.
Alex struggled hard and came up one more time, before being forced down
again.
"I said diiii..." the private let go of Alex as pain shot through his back,
and the boy bobbed to the surface face down.
The private turned to see his worse fear standing in front of him as
another arrow went flying and got him in the chest. Little Fox raced to the
Alex and pulled him quickly from the water.
"Alex!" he said in shock to see his friend lying there on the shore.
He quickly began to do as he was taught by the Comanche's when a young
child had drowned.
It wasn't long before Alex began to come to and cough.
"Caleb?" he asked looking up at the boy. "How..." he began to say and his
eyes closed again as he lost consciousness.
"Alex...please don't die," he said then the thud to the back of his head
from the butt end of a rifle.
"That'll teach you... you savage," the soldier said as he pulled his knife
out to finish what he had started.
"Nooooo," Alex screamed, coming too to see the soldier about to scalp
Caleb.
Now chapter six:
Hunter came flying out of the darkness and knocked the soldier over. Alex,
although weak from nearly drowning, came over to Caleb and tried to revive
the boy. He looked over at the wolf that was standing beside Caleb, inches
now from Alex.
"I'm his friend," he said, not knowing what else to say or do.
Hunter licked Caleb's face several times and he began to come to.
"Alex... what happened," he asked as Alex helped him to stand up.
"That soldier there was about to scalp you after he hit you over the head
with his rifle," he told him. "But this... this wolf came charging out of
the darkness and knocked him away from you, saving your life," he said.
"Thanks Hunter," Caleb said and hugged the wolf tightly. "I gotta go Alex
before other soldiers come," he said.
"Take me with you Caleb," Alex asked but Caleb stood there for a long
moment and looked at his friend.
"I cannot Alex. Your place is here with your people and your father should
be coming shortly for you if he makes it."
"He made it Caleb, but he died shortly after from the hatred that was in
him. Please lover, please take me with you or then stay. Your pa and
brother think that you are dead," he informed him.
"Then to them I am Alex and now to you also. Life has chosen for me and my
place is with the Comanche people. I shall always love you Alex because you
were my first love," he said and knelt down to give his past lover a kiss.
The kiss wasn't the same, not for him nor for Alex and the boys both knew
it. Somehow their hearts had changed and moved on. Caleb's heart now
belonged to Running Deer and Alex was falling in love with Ranald.
"I shall never forget you Caleb, and I will always love you first and
most," Alex said and then kissed him tenderly. "Now go in peace my love and
here, take this horse," he said handing him the reins, Caleb removed the
saddle and hopped up onto the horse, looking down at a standing Alex.
"Damn Alex, you are still one handsome looking boy," he said and leaned
down for one last kiss.
"So are you my Comanche warrior, now go before it's too late and I'll
explain it all to the colonel," Alex said as he slapped the horse's ass,
sending the horse off into the night with Hunter running alongside him.
*** Little Fox rode off and no sooner had he left, then several soldiers
along with Colonel Mackenzie came rushing out of the fort and down to the
river.
"Alex, what happened here," Ranald asked arriving just as Alex had pulled
on his pants.
"That one," he said pointing to the soldier floating in the water, "he
tried to drown me after he tried to sexually assault me sir. I was saved by
Caleb MacDaniels sir and his wolf attacked that one as he was about to
scalp him. The wolf knocked him over sir and he's not moved since,"
Alex told him and another soldier turned the still soldier over.
His knife protruded from his chest, evidently having fallen on his own
knife when he was attacked by the wolf.
"And where is the MacDaniels boy now," Ranald asked.
"He's returned to the Comanche people sir. He told me that he now belongs
there instead of in our world," Alex's eyes were tearing up as he looked at
Ranald.
"Let's get you back and have the doc look at you boy," Ranald said and he
was thankful to Caleb for saving his lover's life.
*** Little Fox paused and turned, looking back towards the river. He saw
the commotion and knew that Alex would be alright before riding off once
again. He rode most of the night and stopped just a few hours before
sunrise to rest and water the horse. Hunter, who had run off a few hours
earlier returned with another rabbit in his mouth and dropped it at Little
Fox's feet.
"So tonight you provide dinner boy," he said as he pet the wolf and pressed
his forehead to the animals' forehead.
Little Fox prepared it, saving the skin and Hunter ate that which Little
Fox didn't. He slept for a few hours and it was daylight when he
awoke. Little Fox stretched and got up, kicking dirt onto fire to put it
out.
"Let's go home boy," he said to Hunter and climbed onto the horse.
He had an idea as to where home was because he remembered that the sun when
he left was in their face and now it was at his back. He pressed on towards
the Comanche camp and by midday, Little Fox saw the tips of the tipis
rising in the distance. His heart leapt for joy and for Running Deer. He
was returning a man in the eyes of the Comanche and he knew it.
He drew in a deep breath before he proudly rode into the camp. The first
person of importance that he saw was Old Buffalo, Running Deer's father,
and the aged chief had a broad smile on his face as Little Fox rode into
the camp. Hunter was nowhere to be found as the young brave rode up to the
chief. He threw his leg over the horse and slid off, coming to stand before
the great chief.
"Old Buffalo, my quest has ended," Little Fox said proudly standing before
the man.
Running Deer having heard the commotion, came out of his tipi. When he saw
Little Fox standing with his father, he came running to his friend. Yelling
a warrior's cry, Running Deer charged the boy and just as he was about to
greet him, Hunter came rushing from the shadows, knocking the young brave
to the ground.
"No Hunter, he's a friend and means me no harm," Little Fox said and Hunter
returned to his side.
"Little Fox returns with the mighty wolf," Old Buffalo said, astonished by
the bond.
Bear Claw, shocked to not only see Little Fox back, but healthy and fit,
seemed angry. Hunter growled at the war chief as he approached Little Fox.
"I'm still not sure on this one boy, so keep a close eye on him," Little
Fox whispered and Hunter bared his teeth at Bear Claw.
Bear Claw froze where he stood and looked from the wolf, to Little Fox and
then back to the wolf.
"So you return with the medicine of the mighty wolf," Bear Claw said as he
kept his distance from the animal.
"He is my brother," Little Fox said defiantly to Bear Claw, mere inches
from him.
"So now you are the mighty Comanche warrior, or so you think," he said
looking around at his people. "No pale face shall ever be a great warrior,
much less a Comanche," Bear Claw said angrily.
"I have proven my alliance to the mighty Comanche nation and have earned
the right of warrior,"
he challenged.
"I will hear of Little Fox' quest, along with the elders, Bear Claw," Old
Buffalo said stepping forth amongst his people. "Assemble the elders around
the fire, and we shall hear of Little Fox's quest," he commanded and those
around proceeded to move and prepare for the elders that would come and
listen.
Once the elders of the tribe were assembled, Little Fox related the past
three days to all. He told of Frank Thurman, the soldiers and the buffalos,
as well as the previous night at the fort. When he was done speaking, he
stood quietly and waited before the great men.
"Running Deer, take Little Fox to your tipi while we discuss what he has
told us," Old Buffalo said and Running Deer got up and led Little Fox back
to his tipi along with Hunter.
"Protect boy," Little Fox said to Hunter and then stepped inside the tipi.
Once Running Deer had closed the flap, Little Fox took him into his
embrace.
"I have missed you Running Deer and I realized last night that I am in love
with you," he told the handsome young brave before he kissed him.
Running Deer's arms pulled Little Fox tightly to him as their mouths met
and their tongues danced within their mouths. Little Fox' hands searched
Running Deer' body and the boys moaned as their desire for each other grew.
"Tonight Little Fox, for the council will soon send for you," Running Deer
said after he broke their kiss. I too have fallen in love with you and
there is much to talk about, but first we shall see how the council
decides," he said and kissed him again.
They kissed hard and fervently until Hunter's growls told them that someone
approached. It was one of the other young braves and he had come so summon
Little Fox.
"The elders await you," he said in the Comanche tongue.
"I come," he replied back in their tongue also.
Little Fox, Hunter and Running Deer followed the young brave back to the
tribal council. When he approached the council, he showed the proper
respect and sat before Old Buffalo when told to.
"We have spoken Little Fox, and not all agree that you are to be a Comanche
warrior," he said and glanced towards Bear Claw and some of the other
warriors that sat beside him. "It is a custom among our people that when a
brave's ability to be a warrior is challenged, he is to fight another
warrior that is chosen by those that oppose him."
"I understand great chief and I am ready to defend my ability to be a
Comanche warrior," he told the great chief.
"Now understand Little Fox, your friends, Running Deer and even your wolf
cannot help you. It is a fight to the death and only one warrior can remain
standing."
"Why must it be to the death great father of our people?"
"It is not for you or me to ask but to obey, so do you accept this
challenge?" he asked Little Fox.
Little Fox looked at a worried Running Deer and then to a smiling Bear
Claw. He knew all too well that with Bear Claws wounds, he would not be the
one that would fight him. He looked at those that sat around the great war
chief and his heart sank. Most were seasoned warriors, who had long proven
their worth in battle. But if he was to ever be accepted by these people,
and for that matter himself, he had to do this.
"I accept the challenge my chief," he said and stood up, Running Deer came
running over to him.
"You don't have to do this Little Fox, we can leave the tribe," he
whispered to his lover and friend.
"And do what Running Deer; spend the rest of my life running from myself?
No, I must do this and if I should die, I want you to remember that I shall
always love you my friend."
He stood there as Running Deer stripped him of everything but a single
knife and his breechcloth. A tall young brave, Dancing Wolf, stepped
forward that was easily six years older than him. He glared at Little Fox
like he had already beaten the boy and had just yet to kill him.
A rawhide rope was tied to Little Fox' wrist and the other end to the
braves before a great circle were drawn in the dirt, around the two
warriors.
"As is the way of our people, this is to the death," Bear Claw proclaimed
turning to look at all that were assembled.
The braves crouched, knives in hand as they both scoped one another
out. Dancing Wolf was the first to lunge and Little Fox pulled the rope and
caught the brave suddenly off balance. Both toppled to the ground and
wrestled. Dancing Wolf through dirt in Little Fox' face, blinding him
momentarily. It was then that he cut the youth on his arm, but Little Fox
quickly regained the upper hand. His small size made his quicker and more
agile, so he was able to quickly gain the upper hand on his opponent. He
straddled Dancing Wolf's chest, pinning his arms to the ground and placed
the knife to the young brave's neck. He could see the fear in the brave's
eyes as his life must have rushed before him.
"Are you prepared to die," Little Fox asked looking down at him.
"Make is swift my victor," he said and closed his eyes, prepared for the
end that was about to come.
Little Fox could not kill him in cold blood, so he got up; cutting the tie
that bound them. With a mighty yell Dancing Wolf rose and lunged at
him. Hunter growled, Little Fox turned, and his knife plunged deep into
Dancing Wolf. He staggered back a few steps before he looked down at his
mortal wound and then fell to the ground dead.
Mighty cries of victory went out for Little Fox, as Running Deer ran to his
side. He wrapped the leather tie around his bleeding arm to stop the
bleeding as he walked him over to Old Buffalo.
"You have proven yourself to be a Comanche warrior today... Lone Wolf," Old
Buffalo said, renaming him. "From this day forward, you shall be called
Lone Wolf, for you and your wolf are just that, alone among many," he told
the boy.
"Thank you great father," he said and watched as the carried the body of
Dancing Wolf away, pausing before Lone Wolf.
"Take this, your coup stick and touch it to Dancing Wolf," he instructed
the boy which he did.
"A warrior's prestige in the tribe depends upon his performance in
war. Today you have proven to those that have challenged your ability that
you are worthy to be a Comanche. Just as your war paint will someday
symbolize your past achievements and protect you in battle Lone Wolf,"
the chief told him. "Each warrior carries a "coup stick" with which he
touches a fallen enemy and shouts A-he," he said and gave out a great cry
to show him.
"A-he my father," he questioned.
"This means that he you are the victor. The warrior who strikes the coup
stick most often earns many battle honors, adding to his esteem with his
people. Now you have your own coup stick my son, and Dancing Wolf was your
first strike."
Lone Wolf turned to face his new people and held the stick high, yelling
A-he loud and proud, as the other warriors returned their own battle
cries. He was now a proud and accepted member of the Comanche people and
his eyes found Running Deer standing off behind his father, tears of pride
welling up in his eyes. But as for Bear Claw, he was not convinced of the
boy's allegiance.
"We shall see when the time comes against your people Lone Wolf, just where
you stand," Bear Claw thought as he stood and walked away, a defeated but
not a beaten war chief.
*** "Tomorrow I want a full regiment ready to go. I have had it with the
Comanche and I am putting to rest their insurgency in this part of Texas,"
Ranald said to his sergeant.
"Yes sir, I will have the men ready to ride at first light," he said and
rushed from the office.
"Ranald, remember that Caleb is living with the Comanche people," Alex
said, worried that his friend would killed.
"He chose his side when he rode away and left his freedom behind as well as
his people," he reminded Alex.
"But please sweetheart, please don't allow him to be killed," he begged.
"He's a white man Alex, and if at all possible I will try to capture
him. But if he fights against us then he too shall pay the price," he sadly
said. "Now how about you give your man some loving,"
Ranald asked and kissed his lover heatedly.
Alex responded to his advances but his heart wasn't in it, as they stripped
out of their clothes.
Alex climbed into bed and Ranald climbed on him, spreading his legs with
his knees. He reached down and positioned his cock to Alex's rosebud,
kissing him as he shoved fully in.
Alex arched his back from the invasion; Ranald's size always elicited the
same response.
"I don't think I shall ever get use to your size Ranald," Alex said as
Ranald rose up and began to fuck the boy.
Ranald was a man that was use to getting his way and he was taking his way
with Alex. Alex thrusted up to meet each of Ranald's thrusts as he pummeled
deep into the boy's ass. Alex' ass grabbed at Ranald's cock each time that
he thrusted in.
"Damn boy your ass has me on the brink of shooting," he said as he
increased his rhythm.
He could feel his balls pulling up as his already large cock grew larger
and his seed moved quickly up from his balls.
"I'm going to shoot baby boy," he howled and blasted the walls of Alex'
ass.
"Fuck me Ranald... damn I'm shooting also," he said and spewed his seed
onto his stomach.
Exhausted and spent, Ranald collapses on Alex, kissing the boy hard and
passionately. Once they were cleaned up and lying there in bed, Alex turned
to face Ranald and asked.
"I want to go with you tomorrow Ranald," Alex asked.
"NO!" he said emphatically to the boy and pulled him close into his
sleeping position. "I won't endanger you Alex by putting you in harm's
way," he told him.
"I'll follow orders Ranald, I promise," he told him.
"I said no and that is the end of it now go to sleep, I have to be up
early," he said and kissed the back of his head.
*** The next morning, Alex stood at the door of Ranald's quarters and
watched Ranald and most of the troops ride out. The troops assembled at the
site of the old Camp Cooper, on the Clear Fork of the Brazos River. The
force set out in a northwesterly direction, hoping to find the Quahadi
village, which housed the warriors led by Old Buffalo. This village was
believed to be encamped in Blanco Canyon near the headwaters of the
Freshwater Fork of the Brazos River, southeast of the site of present
Crosbyton, Texas. On the fourth night of the march, the expedition
established a base camp at the junction of the Salt Fork of the Brazos and
Duck Creek, near the site of present Spur, Texas. The following day,
Col. Mackenzie made the decision to leave his infantry to fortify the base
camp, and set out for Blanco Canyon with his cavalry, hoping to catch the
Comanche by surprise, and strike a blow at them in their heartland.
By afternoon of the following day, the cavalry force reached the White
River and Blanco Canyon. Later that evening, Bear Claw personally led a
small Comanche force which stampeded through the cavalry camp, driving off
sixty-six horses. The next morning, a unit of cavalry set off down the
canyon in pursuit of the Indians who were seen driving what appeared to be
stolen cavalry horses. As the pursuing cavalry reached the top of a hill on
the top of the canyon, they found a much larger party of Indians, who were
waiting in ambush. The cavalry fought their way clear, but suffered the
loss of one cavalryman, the sole Army fatality of the entire campaign.
*** Knowing that this may be their last time in a while to be together, the
lay in their tipi, Lone Wolf and Running Deer discussed the impending
battle.
"You know that Bear Claw and the rest of our people will be watching you
Lone Wolf. They want to see if you can truly stand against your people or
if you will run to them and desert us."
"I am Comanche now and you are my life Running Deer. I would no sooner
leave you than I would my new people," he told him as he crawled on top of
the brave.
This was the new role that Running Deer had assumed since his return, being
Lone Wolf's bottom. His first time was traumatic to the young brave, but
he loved and respected his lover that had gained the respect of the mighty
wolf as well as his people. Now Running Deer had his legs high and resting
on Lone Wolf's shoulders as the warrior pushed his manhood deep into his
man.
"Wait please my lover," Running Deer asked, as he tried hard to relax.
"Would you just let me be the one on the bottom Running Deer," Lone Wolf
asked as he waited for Running Deer to relax.
"No...it is my place now," he said and began to push back against Lone
Wolf's cock.
He leaned down and kissed his lover tenderly, Running Deer bit his lip
hard, drawing blood.
Lone Wolf instinctively struck him across the face, and then hoisted his
legs higher as he began to thrust hard and deep into his mate. Anger and
lust were pushing the warrior on, as he fucked his lover. He couldn't
understand why things had changed so drastically, ever since he had
returned from his quest. But they did and he was now the mighty warrior as
he forcibly fucked the brave.
"I'm going to shoot," Lone Wolf said and spewed his sperm deep into Running
Deer's ass.
Running Deer thrusted up to meet each thrust that Lone Wolf gave him,
determined to satisfy his mate and lover. Lone Wolf, once spent, pulled his
cock from Running Deer's ass and bent down to take the brave's cock into
his mouth. Running Deer squirmed his body out from under the mighty
warrior, pulling his cock from the brave's mouth.
"I will take care of this Lone Wolf, you rest now my lover while we can,"
he said and covered him with the buffalo skins.
"What is wrong Running Deer? What is happening between us that you will no
longer let me satisfy you?"
"I am your squaw now," he said turning from facing him. "I hear how the
others talk and even my own father looks to you more than me," he said with
a hint of jealousy to his voice.
Lone Wolf turned his lover to him, and pulled him close.
"Never did I want to take your place with your father Running Deer. As for
the whispering of the others, Bear Claw alone is behind that. You are more
of a warrior than I am Running Deer,"
he told him and pulled his lover to him. "Now make love to your man," he
said and pulled him on top of him.
Running Deer looked down at his lover through glossy eyes, and he pushed
his cock eagerly into Lone Wolf's waiting rosebud.
"Oh yes... now fuck me like the mighty warrior that you are," he told his
lover and Running Deer lifted up and began to find his rhythm.
He started out slowly, loving the feeling of his cock inside his mate, and
then gathered speed as his need took over. He was soon a man with a need
to shoot his hot cum as he fucked his lover hard and deep.
"I'm going to go lover," Running Deer said and he shoved his cock in hard,
deep and shot his hot thick cum deep into Lone Wolf. "A-he," he screamed
out, not caring who heard his cries as he filled his lover's ass with his
seed.
"I love you Running Deer," Lone Wolf said holding his lover close once he
had finished his climax.
"I love you because you have the strength of a warrior, and the tenderness
of a mother," he said and kissed him... hard.
Gunfire brought them quickly to their feet, dressing quickly; they were out
of the tipi and to their horses.
*** Mackenzie's main column and the Tonkawa scouts, hearing the gunfire,
advanced, saving the detachment from slaughter, as more Comanche had
managed to surround the retreating unit.
With the arrival of the main cavalry column, Bear Claw and his warriors
retreated. The Comanche's fought their way up the walls of Blanco Canyon,
sniping at the oncoming troopers and taunting their Tonkawa enemies before
disappearing from the Army's sight as they went over the Caprock
Escarpment, and onto the Llano Estacado.
Colonel Mackenzie pursued the Indians over the next few days, forcing them
to abandon their lodge poles, buffalo hides, tools, and most of their
possessions as they fled. These were the necessities of life for the
Comanche, and meant the coming winter would be unusually bleak for them,
without shelter or accumulated food.
The Army caught up with the fleeing warriors, slowed by their families, in
the late afternoon of the following day. Mackenzie was unable to attack
them due to the arrival of an unseasonable "blue norther", a winter storm
from the Great Plains. High winds, blinding snow and sleet halted the
cavalry advance, and allowed the Comanche to again retreat safely. The
cavalry continued their pursuit the following morning, but the weather and
conditions allowed the Comanche to disappear into the storm. Mackenzie
ordered his troops to follow what the scouts believed was the Comanche
trail for about forty miles, nearly to the vicinity of present-day
Plainview, Texas, but winter was refusing to relinquish its hold, and the
weather continued to worsen. Given the deteriorating state of his men and
horses, Mackenzie reluctantly turned back.
"I failed Alex, the Comanche escaped because of a damn snow storm. It seems
that either the elements or something is always helping those damn
savages," Ranald angrily told the boy that night after his return.
"Well my prayers were answered and you are safe my love," Alex said resting
his chest on Ranald.
"Well you had better pray more baby boy, because once this storm breaks, we
are riding out again for Blanco Canyon and those damn Comanche's."
"I'll pray sweetheart for you and for all your men," he said and this time
it sunk it.
"You prayed for me baby boy?" he asked as he brushed the hair back from
Alex's face and Alex only nodded yes. "You really are quite handsome you
know," he told him as he intently studied his face. "You eyes look like
pools that one could simply dive into baby. And those lips, plump...
succulent...so damn kissable," he said.
"Then how about less talk and more kissing handsome," he said and pushed up
to rest his lips to Ranald's lips.
Ranald wrapped his arms around the boy, and rolled until he was now on top
of him. Alex wrapped his legs around Ranald's waist and pushed as his lover
entered him. His back heaved up and his hips met his lover's initial
thrust, as Ranald buried his cock fully in his lover.
"Make love to me tonight Ranald, slow and tender," Alex asked looking at
his lover's eyes.
"You got it baby boy," he said and tenderly, passionately and filled with
all the love that he had for the boy, kissed him as he made love.
*** "Lone Wolf, you proved yourself to be a mighty warrior today," Bear
Claw reluctantly admitted.
"Thank you my brother," he said and extended his arm in peace to him.
They grabbed arms, each holding the other's arm by around the upper
arm. Lone Wolf pulled his old adversary close and hugged him.
"I really do respect and honor you Bear Claw, I always have," he whispered
to the fierce chief.
"I know that I had my mistrust and doubts about you Lone Wolf, and I even
prayed that you would not survive your quest, but you proved to be quite
the warrior. Today my friend, you have received my respect," he said and
hugged him back. "Please Lone Wolf, would you not share your white magic
with me," he whispered. "I know that you and Running Deer are of two
spirits," he said.
Lone Wolf looked to Running Deer, who simply nodded his agreement. "Come my
friend, tonight you shall learn of these two spirits that we possess, but
we call it love."
Bear Claw was elated, as he followed the two braves to the cave that they
had found for shelter.
He paused when he saw Hunter, teeth bared and growling, standing guard at
the opening.
"Tonight he enters as a friend my dear Hunter," Lone Wolf said as he knelt
beside the great wolf.
The wolf walked a few steps away from the front of the cave, but was
careful to keep his eyes trained on Bear Claw.
"You know it's a great honor when a male wolf chooses to honor you with his
allegiance Lone Wolf," Bear Claw noted and with a bit of jealousy.
Once the three were inside the cave, many of their people were huddled
around fires keeping warm. The quick exit from the soldiers had left the
Comanche people virtually destitute. Hunter had found the series of caves
in the canyon walls to protect them from the late spring snow.
No one moved as the three warriors walked through, eyes, only eyes turned
upward to acknowledge that they saw them.
"Look at them... they are a defeated people," Bear Claw said and the anger
and hatred that he felt towards the cavalry was evident in his eyes.
"Come Bear Claw; let our white magic ease that pain away that you are
feeling.
They walked on for a while into the deepest regions of the cavern, and soon
they came to a space big enough for just three or four people. On the
ground was a lone buffalo skin and Bear Claw stood, staring at the two
braves.
"You must realize that this is your first time to share what we share Bear
Claw," Lone Wolf said as he took Bear Claw into his arms and he kissed him
lightly on the lips.
He pushed his tongue to touch Bear Claw's lips, and he parts his lips and
invites Lone Wolf in.
Their tongues do a dance of first kiss, as Bear Claw gives a sigh of
delight. Running Deer turns Bear Claw to face him and their lips meet as
they kiss and his passion builds. They break their kiss and stand back, and
the young braves start to undress Bear Claw. The firelight hits his body,
and it highlights his muscles and curves. His hair is aglow with the light
as it shimmers and his eyes sparkle as they reflect the fire's light.
They lead him to the buffalo skin and they lay him gently down, with each
taking a side of him.
They gently caress his nipples, softly biting and sucking on them, sending
erotic sensations throughout the war chief's body.
"Mmmmm," he moaned out in pleasure, as Lone Wolf kissed him, their tongues
searching each other's mouth.
Running Deer takes his cock; pulls back the foreskin before he puts it in
his mouth and sucked around the head. Bear Claw lifts his ass to give him
more as a new sensation overtakes him. He runs his tongue around the base
of the head, and then slowly went down on the cock. He swallowed Bear
Claw's cock until he had none left to take, and he smelled the war chief's
scent and drank it in. Lone Wolf sucked the chief's balls, one at a time,
gently rolling them around in his mouth. Bear Claw's head rolled left to
right, as his passion grew great, his hands gripping Running Deer's
head. Lone Wolf lifted Bear Claw's legs and he buried his tongue deep into
Bear Claw's virgin rosebud.
"This is certainly white magic, because I have never experienced such
pleasure," Bear Claw cried out, his passion became too much and Lone Wolf
continued to fuck him with his tongue.
Running Deer could sense that he was very close, so he pulled off his
cock. He moved to Bear Claw's lips and he gave him a kiss, as Lone Wolf
inserted a finger in Bear Claw. He moaned out in pleasure as Running Deer
sucked on his tongue, and Lone Wolf put another finger in. Bear Claw was
now thrashing in ecstasy, as Lone Wolf prepared his ass. Lone Wolf sat up
and spit, before he applied it to Bear Claw's rosebud.
"Are you sure you want this magic," Running Deer whispered to Bear Claw, as
Lone Wolf was ready to enter his treasure.
"Yes, I must see what this magic does and why it holds you Running Deer."
He tells the young brave as Lone Wolf positioned himself and he told him to
push when he felt him starting to push in.
"It is going to hurt the first time Bear Claw, but Lone Wolf will be
gentle, and besides, you are a great warrior. He will stop and wait for you
to adjust to the feeling of something in you,"
Running Deer told him.
Lone Wolf started to push in as Bear Claw pushed out, and his cock's head
broke through the ring.
"Oh stop, it hurts so much," Bear Claw screamed out in pain and Lone Wolf
stopped to give him time to adjust, while Running Deer kissed him
passionately.
When Lone Wolf felt Bear Claw relax, he pushed slowly in, until he is all
the way in. Bear Claw's eye's roll back into his head, and he let out a
comforting sigh, as extreme pleasure coursed through his body. Lone Wolf
slowly started fucking, taking short gentle strokes, careful not to cause
too much pain. Bear Claw began to meet Lone Wolf's thrusts, so Lone Wolf
found a rhythm to his fucking, and soon they were fucking with a faster
pace, with Bear Claw meeting his every thrust. Running Deer took Bear
Claw's cock into his mouth, and swallowed it deep into his throat. Bear
Claw was now moaning and thrashing about, as his passion was bringing him
close.
"I'm shooting Running Deer, fuck me harder and faster Lone Wolf," he cried
out, as he shot his cum deep into Running Deer's waiting throat. He shot
hot volleys of his cum, and it was the first time he had ever experienced
extreme ecstasy such as this. His ass tightened around Lone Wolf's cock,
and it caused Lone Wolf's cock to explode. He shot his hot seed deep into
Bear Claw's ass, pounding it with all the force that he could muster. He
kept pounding away until he had drained himself dry, and Bear Claw had stop
shooting his load. Running Deer moved up to Bear Claw, giving him a tender
kiss, and Bear Claw laid there in a sweet afterglow. The three of them
cuddled and they soon fell asleep, spooning each other tightly.
*** The next morning, Alex awoke to find Ranald gone. He dashed from the
bed to look out the window, just in time to see his lover leading the
soldiers from the fort.
"Bring him back to me safely," Alex prayed as the tears rolled down his
face.
Later that afternoon, the cavalry became the first non-Comanche military
force to enter Blanco Canyon since the rise of the Comanche as a power on
the plains. Mackenzie's Army scouts saw two Comanche's spying on the troops
from the walls of the Canyon. In the brief fight that followed their
discovery, the two Comanche spies were killed, while Mackenzie himself,
along with another soldier, was wounded.
Despite his wound, Mackenzie and his force continued to the mouth of Blanco
Canyon, where they rested for a week. Mackenzie decided to continue the
campaign, and began marching towards the headwaters of the Pease
River. However, his wound became worse, and he decided he was no longer fit
to command. Captain Clarence Mauck assumed command, even though Mackenzie
stayed with his troops. But winter had refused to surrender its grip and
the conditions grew steadily worse. By the end of the following week,
Mackenzie ordered Mauck to end the expedition, Mackenzie released his
troops to normal duty, and they returned to the fort.
Alex was walking from his quarters, when he saw the troops riding in. He
could tell that something was wrong with Ranald, and he ran quickly to his
aid.
"Get me to the doctor's quarters," he said weakly to Alex.
Alex ran ahead of Ranald as four soldiers carried him to the doctor's
quarters and alerted him to Ranald's injury.
The soldiers placed him on the table and Doctor Mathew Wilson tore open his
shirt. The broken arrow still protruded from his chest just off to the side
of his heart. His breathing was labored now as he struggled to get a
breath.
"Save him doc, please," Alex begged and the doctor had the soldiers take
the boy from the room.
Alex paced back and forth outside for what seemed hours, until the doctor
came out of the door.
His countenance was down as he wiped Ranald's blood from his hands, and
Alex collapsed to the ground.
*** Lone Wolf and Running Deer led a seriously wounded Bear Claw through
the late spring snow, tied to his horse. Several times they had to stop to
prevent him from falling.
"Get me back to my people Lone Wolf," the great chief asked. "Promise me
that you will not leave me here on the plains," he asked the warrior.
"I promise you Bear Claw," he said and their horses trudged on through the
knee deep snow.
"Mother Earth is angry with her people, for she has covered herself with a
late snow," Running Deer said "No Running Deer, she did it to keep the blue
coats from pursuing us. It is the blue coats that she is angry with," he
said looking at Running Deer.
"He is correct Running Deer; Lone Wolf has learned much and knows his
Comanche ways.
Mother earth protected us with her snow and now please, please hurry and
get me back to my people," he said and suddenly went still, slouching over
the neck of the horse.
"Lone Wolf stop, its Bear Claw," Running Deer called out.
To be continued...
Email me at randyhoward2@yahoo.com with suggestions and comments. I have
received a lot of mail asking me about the Comanche facts and they are all
authentic.
The battle in this story actually happened, but at a much later date and
with different results. I wanted to use part of it to give my readers an
idea of how much the Comanche was not only feared, but hated.